Mr. Hottie
By: Photo Guy (fotogme11@yahoo.com) Story Consultant: Drew Editor and Proofreader: Jere
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This is a fictional story ... any similarities to actual people, places, events or other entities is purely coincidental. The story involves gay sex, and was written solely for the reading enjoyment of adults who aren't offended by the subject matter! If you are underage, or this type of material is illegal where you live, please leave now.
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Chapter 20
It had turned into an awesome, partly cloudy, Colorado day! As soon as Zach and Shaun reached the Hygiene Road, they noticed they weren't the only cyclists who wanted to take advantage of the nice weather, while it lasted. The crisper days of autumn were right around the corner, and winter wouldn't be far behind. The boys turned west, soon entering the hamlet of Hygiene, where a couple dozen bicycles had been parked around a tiny store and eatery. After leaving the tiny community, the road led them through agricultural lands for a few miles. And, keeping to the bike lane, the boys were at the intersection with busy US-36, before they knew it.
They stopped for a swallow or two of water.
"Which way do we turn now?" Shaun asked, replacing his water bottle in the wire carrier.
"Um..." Zach looked both ways, trying to get his bearings. He and his mom had taken a slightly different, and longer route, on their drive to Boulder. "It's gotta be that way." He pointed to the left. "And not very far, either."
Shaun nodded. "This is kinda scary, you know? I mean, visiting the ranch in `Us Guys' and all."
"Yeah ... but it's exciting, too; don't you think?" Though, like Shaun, Zach was nervous about everything, he chuckled. "You know, Shaun, I'd have never done this, without you being along with me."
It went without saying, that Shaun wouldn't have visited the ranch without Zach, either.
"In fact," Zach continued, "I'd have probably never even known about any of this stuff, if it hadn't been for you and your dad."
Shaun smiled, as both teens remembered that eventful weekend, less than a month earlier.
Would the J bar A be anything like it was portrayed in the story? Would anybody even be at home? If so, would the boys be turned away by the first person they saw? If not, would the people be as kind and sexy as they had been described in the story? Would any of the guys who had met young Lars even be there? On and on the questions went.
Hopefully, they would have positive answers to all of them before much longer.
At a break in traffic, the boys ran their bikes across the highway, mounted them, and headed south, side-by-side, in the wide bike lane. Moments later, two teams of cyclists ... five men each, wearing brightly colored racing jerseys and matching Spandex shorts ... whizzed northward in the oncoming bike lane. In under two miles, Shaun and Zach were at the ranch entrance, where they stopped their bikes again. The rustic timbers and carved crossmember of the stately entrance sign, seemed to ooze wealth to the boys.
"Are you sure this is gonna be okay?" Shaun needed reassuring, big time. Suddenly, the idea of riding onto private property seemed downright frightening, and his nerves were almost getting the better of him.
"Well ... I don't see a `No Trespassing' sign, or anything." Zach acted braver than he felt. "Hey, all they can do is tell us to leave."
`Or call the cops,' Shaun thought, but didn't say.
The wide gravel driveway ... or narrow road ... snaked off into the distance, and soon Shaun and Zach were following it to wherever it would lead them. Fences lined the roadway, close on either side, but no livestock could be seen. A ways in, a line of trees appeared to have been planted along the road. Soon after they began, the young evergreens opened onto the ranch compound: a few small, neat houses on the left, several barns, with a stately, two story house watching over everything else. A couple of pickup trucks and an SUV or two were scattered around, but there didn't seem to be any people.
Zach gulped, as he stared at what could only be called a mansion. Suddenly, he was scared shitless! He'd never known anybody who lived in a house that big. What had he and Shaun been thinking, anyway ... cavalierly riding onto a large, private ranch the way they had? He could only imagine how someone who lived in a house like that would look down on a couple of kids like Shaun and him.
"Ummm ... maybe we SHOULDN'T have come in here," Zach mumbled, stopping his bike before reaching the large home.
"Do you wanna leave, then?" Shaun had been cowed, since they turned into the driveway.
As they were talking, a screen door slapped closed, and the boys saw a man, who was wearing khakis and a light blue polo shirt, walk out from behind the house. Before Zach and Shaun could turn their bikes around to leave, the man saw them. Changing direction, he walked toward the teens.
"Is there something I can help you boys with?" he asked. His voice didn't sound angry at all. Even from a distance, the boys thought they could see a broad smile on the face of the salt and pepper haired man. He seemed less and less intimidating, the closer he came.
"Yes, sir; I mean, I hope so, anyways." Suddenly feeling much more at ease, Zach got off of his bike. "Do a couple of guys named Tyler and Chris live here?"
"Well, they used to." The man stopped five or six feet away from the teens. "They've grown up, and don't live on the ranch anymore. But they visit most every Sunday. They're my sons, by the way, and since today is Sunday ... and they haven't been here in a few weeks ... I'm hoping they'll show up before too much longer."
"So, then, you must be Josh or Ben."
"Or maybe, Tim," Shaun filled in the name of the third dad who had lived on the J bar A, as described in the story.
"I'd be Tim." Smiling, the man held out his hand.
"No way!" Zach began to turn red in the face. "I mean ... I'm sorry ... but I can't believe I'm really meeting THE Tim from that story on Nifty!" Zach shook Tim's hand, followed by Shaun.
"Who do I have the pleasure of talking to, and what brings you out here today?" Tim asked.
"My name's Zach, and this is my friend, Shaun."
Tim smiled again, and truly did seem happy to be talking to the teens. "Pleased to meet both of you."
Green eyes flashing excitedly, Zach began, "Anyways ... we've been reading one of Chris' stories..."
"And Zach ... well, his first name's really Lars ... is in it!" Shaun finished the statement.
"Uh-oh ... I hope Chris isn't in trouble, or anything," Tim replied. He'd never really thought about it before. But, while it was one thing to use actual first names for family members, maybe he should have been more careful about using other people's names. Not that it had ever been a problem before. In the years since the first chapter of the first story had been posted, these two teenagers were the only people who had ever approached him concerning any of Chris' stories about the family.
Zach shook his head `no'. "As a matter of fact, I think it's WAY cool that he mentioned me." He smiled broadly. "Of course, I was still a little kid in the story."
"Do you boys want to come inside for a glass of lemonade, or something. I'd like to sit down and talk with you for a while ... if you don't mind."
"Awesome!" Zach accepted for both of them.
The teens dropped their bicycles in the front yard, and followed Tim around the house and through the door into the kitchen. Neither Shaun nor Zach had ever been inside one so modern and large. They looked around in wonder, while slowly straddling a couple of stools. Zach slipped off his pack, gently dropping it onto the gleaming parquet floor.
Tim couldn't help but notice the awestruck look on both boys' faces, as he retrieved a pitcher of lemonade from the left door of an enormous, stainless steel refrigerator. Smiling, he shook his head. "This place is big, isn't it?" With a solid `kerchunk', the refrigerator door swung closed. "I remember the first time my boys and I laid eyes on this house. Even though it was in the middle of the night, they were very afraid of the place, at first ... and I guess I can understand why. It is sort of imposing from the outside."
"And inside, too," Shaun commented meekly, still glancing around.
"Yeah, maybe so." Tim chuckled, while pouring three tall glasses of the sweet-tart, pulp-filled, pale yellow liquid. Setting down the now almost half-empty pitcher, he joined the boys on stools around the center island. "So you guys just rode out here today to see for yourselves if what Chris wrote about is true?"
"I know; it sounds sorta weird, doesn't it?" Up until that moment, Zach hadn't looked at it as strange, but he could see why others might. "But, yeah ... that's why we're here. I guess, I wondered if the guys would remember me, too."
"Who all still lives here now, anyway?" Shaun asked.
Tim took a sip of his lemonade, before replying. But once he started talking about his sons, it was almost as if a dam had broken, unleashing the pent up wall of water behind it. Tim couldn't stop talking. Even though he had just met these teenagers, it almost seemed as if he had known them for years. The pride that Tim felt about everyone and everything associated with the J bar A was plain to see. At one point, he asked Zach if he'd mind pointing out himself in Chris' story. They walked to an office across the hall, and Zach was more than happy to direct Tim to the chapter of `Us Guys' where he appeared.
After the three read the chapter, Tim turned to Zach. "I bet you made QUITE an impression on those three boys. At least, it sure sounds like it from what Chris wrote!"
As Tim was speaking, the back door opened, and several male voices could be heard in the kitchen. Suddenly, the house which had seemed so quiet, earlier, appeared to be coming to life.
"Come with me, boys ... and I'll introduce you to Josh, Ryan, and Kaiden."
It was almost like a dream-come-true for both Shaun and Zach ... they were actually going to be meeting some of the hot guys they had read about. They followed Tim from the office and back to the kitchen.
As they stood in the doorway, someone asked, "Tim ... who do we have here?"
All faces turned toward Josh, before they followed his eyes to Tim and the teens.
"A couple of extra mouths to feed for lunch," Tim replied, with a laugh.
Unfortunately, because Josh, Kaiden, and Ryan were standing in front of a bright window, they only appeared as silhouettes to Zach and Shaun. But when Ryan stepped away from the window, Zach blurted out, "Hey ... I know you!" Zach took a breath and shook his head. "No way! So you're the same Ryan?"
The look of bewilderment on Ryan's face turned to understanding, as Tim and his charges stepped from the shadows of the hallway into the bright light from the kitchen windows.
Zach continued, "Remember me from Target the other day ... and that nighttime bike ride, over in Longmont?"
Ryan smiled. He recognized the sexy teen's face, but couldn't remember his name. "Yeah, I do remember you: the guy who forgot his I.D. at Oskar Blues, and then, at Target, needed help with which bluejeans to buy. What's your name again?"
Zach re-introduced himself, before turning to Shaun. "The other night, Ryan was the guy in the pirate suit." To Ryan, he added, "You remember Shaun, don't you? His dad was with us on the bike ride."
"Sure!" Ryan smiled broadly, though he was still more than a little confused. "Did you ever go back to Oskar Blues and get that beer?"
"I wish," Zach laughed, feeling more at home than ever.
It took some explaining, but finally everyone knew who everyone else was ... and what brought all of them together on that particular Sunday in late September. Under other circumstances ... and with other people ... no doubt, things could have been very awkward for Zach and Shaun. But everybody made them feel right at home.
While they were talking and getting to know each other, the back door opened again and in walked two very handsome men, who looked to be in their mid-twenties. As the somewhat taller guy said, "hi," and immediately struck up a conversation with Josh, the shorter went around the room, giving everyone a kiss ... some longer and more involved than others. When he reached his father, Chris noticed the two newcomers.
"And who are these two ... a new ranch hand's sons?"
Before Tim could answer, Chris hugged his dad and planted a big smooch on his lips.
"No, they're Zach and Shaun." Tim nodded to each boy, as he said his name. "They've been reading one of your stories about our family." Stifling a self-satisfied smile, he asked, "Chris, do you recognize either of them?"
Chris looked the two teens over, but seemed clueless. "Well, they're both cute guys."
"Yeah, that's for damn sure, you horn dog. But that's not what I meant." Tim laughed, as he curled his arms around both Shaun's and Zach's shoulders. "Tyler, you come over here for a minute, too."
With knowing faces, the other three gathered around, too, as Tim asked his question again. This time, he added that, without a doubt, both Chris and Tyler knew one of the visitors. Tyler looked Zach and Shaun over, and wracked his brain, but couldn't place either of the newcomers. Chris took a little more time. He was sure he'd never met Shaun before, so that only left Zach. He walked around Zach, noting the extra-good tan on his back and chest. Smiling, he hooked a finger under the waistband of Zach's shorts ... in the middle of his back ... and glanced in. From what he could tell, the deep tan continued all the way down.
"Kaiden, I think you and Zach must be members of the same `no clothes' fraternity."
"Could be." Brown eyes sparkling, Kaiden laughed, while wrapping his arm around Ryan's waist. The two guys kissed lovingly.
Chris thought a bit longer, before shaking his head. He felt like he ought to know Zach ... something about him seemed vaguely familiar ... but he couldn't, for the life of him, remember when he'd met him.
Deciding that maybe a clue was called for, Tim asked, "Does the name Lars Andersen ring any bells ... back when you guys were in the high school photo club, and we took that field trip?"
While Chris stared at Zach in amazement, Tyler knocked the heel of his hand against the side of his head.
"Sure; up in the mountains by that lake. How could I ever forget little Lars?"
Chris opened his arms wide, and immediately, Zach melted into them. They hugged each other so tight, like two long-lost friends who'd finally been reunited. Zach began to bone up right away, as he curled his leg around Chris'. Sensually, he ground his crotch against the sexy man, and Chris willingly returned the favor.
Kaiden shook his head of shaggy blonde hair and wolf whistled. "Whoo-hoo! Go for it, you two!" He began to clap.
Everybody laughed, as they joined in clapping faster and faster, urging the two sexy guys to take things to the next level. But, after the long kiss, Chris relaxed his arms, and took a step back. He glanced at Zach's face and then the tent in his shorts.
"Yep, I SURE remember Lars now, all right!" Lovingly, he hugged Zach again, before turning to Tyler. "Now it's your turn, bro."
Tyler smirked. "Lars ... I think you need to drop those shorts, like you did out in the open, all those years ago."
Without so much as a second thought, Zach unbuttoned and unzipped. At the same time, he told everyone that, although nobody called him Lars anymore ... he now went by his middle name, Zach ... THEY could call him Lars, if they wanted to. Zach's throbbing cock was harder than Shaun had ever seen it. Though it still arched upward from the base ... the way it always did when Zach was erect ... because he was so hard, the shaft was angled more, so the slit now pointed almost straight out, instead of curving downward at the tip, the way it usually did.
"The cock's a lot bigger, but thats the tan I remember, all right; and he's shaved his pubes, too!" Tyler's eyes glinted lustfully, as he folded the oh-so-sexy boy into his arms, for the second time in their lives. The two hugged and hugged. And, at one point, trying to mimic the actions of a much younger Lars as best he could, Zach lifted both feet, and wrapped his legs tightly around Tyler's ass. As the two kissed, precum began to flow in torrents from Zach's dick, wetting Tyler's shorts. Urgently, Zach thrust his crotch against the hard body holding him.
"Watch ... Zach's about to cum," Shaun whispered to Kaiden, who was standing just to his left.
Kaiden snickered and nodded, but he couldn't have pulled his eyes away from the hot couple in front of him, if he'd wanted to. And he SURE didn't want to!
Caught up in the moment, Tyler thrust his tongue between Zach's teeth, as his moving lips sensually caressed the young teen's. And right then, a sexy kiss was the final link needed to set off a chain reaction in Zach's body ... one that all guys are very familiar with. When Zach realized what was happening, he tried to clench his pubic muscles and stop it, but it was already too late. The muffled words, `Oh fuck!' escaped Zach's lips, as he began to powerfully nut onto the hot man who held him.
When Zach tensed-up, everyone in the room ... not just Shaun and Kaiden ... knew what was about to happen. And when Zach groaned, thrusting his crotch against Tyler over and over, all the guys clapped again.
Zach was embarrassed beyond belief!
Sheepishly, he broke the kiss and looked Tyler in the eye. He unwrapped his legs, slowly uncurled his arms, and glanced down at the sexy man's shorts. They were a sticky mess! "Hey, man; I'm SO sorry I slimed you like I did." Zach paused for a moment. "But, fuck, Tyler ... that was so hot, I just couldn't control myself."
Tyler laughed, unconcerned about the cum. "Don't worry about it, Zach; you really had me going there, too." Zach still seemed embarrassed, however, so Tyler truthfully added, "Hey ... when I was your age, I know I wouldn't have lasted as long as you did!"
Zach couldn't help but smile at that comment, coming as it did from a man who had to have been one of the most sexually active guys alive when he was a teenager. A thought crossed Zach's mind ... that he probably ought to put his shorts back on. But he didn't listen to it, and nobody seemed to care. All the guys talked for a bit, during which Zach introduced Shaun as his boyfriend. Everybody gave the two boys warm hugs. Though, after embracing Zach, Kaiden quipped that he was afraid to hug the teen the way he deserved, because he didn't want to cause another mess ... all over his jeans, this time. To that, Zach replied that Kaiden was sure hot enough to coax another load out of him!
Everybody laughed heartily, and the teens felt right at home in the room full of men.
Since Ryan, Kaiden, and Josh didn't remember Zach, or Lars, from the story, Tim volunteered to read the chapter to the family, if everyone wanted to step into Josh's office for a few minutes, before lunch. The browser window was still pointed toward Nifty, and Tim scrolled back to the beginning of the chapter, as everybody found somewhere to sit. By the time Tim finished the chapter, every guy in the room was sporting a hard dick. Everyone now knew for sure who Zach was ... and why he was so comfortable in the nude.
"Chris," Zach began, "I gotta ask you something." He glanced at all the sexy men, lounging around the office. "Is everything you wrote about TRUE, or did you make up a lot of it?"
"Yeah, I was wondering the same thing," Shaun added.
Chris smiled slyly. "Well, guys ........... I guess I might have taken a little bit of creative license with those stories."
"But not much at all," Kaiden chimed in. "At least, not the way I remember things."
"How about the stuff..." A bit embarrassed, Zach glanced at Tim and Josh. "...you know ... the times with the adults, and all?"
Tim answered for Chris. "I think it happened pretty much the way Chris wrote it, Zach." Tim wasn't ashamed any of it had occurred, and he hugged his firstborn son warmly.
"Yeah, well ... when it comes to this family, I didn't have to make up very much." Chris, who had never had second thoughts, either, smiled and thought for a moment. "I know it's already past lunchtime, but maybe Zach and Shaun would like to hear something Ryan's ex once told me about our family. It was before he and Ryan ever got together.
While he had read everything his older brother Chris had written, Ryan couldn't remember the comments Chris referred to. "I bet we'd ALL like to hear it," Ryan said, to nods all around.
"Okay, then ... it's gonna take me a couple of minutes to find it ... it's in my first ever story ... but here goes." Chris sat down at the computer and clicked through several windows. He had to hunt through five or six chapters, but finally found the place he was looking for. "This is Cole talking to me."
(`"Chris ... I sure hope you appreciate what you've got here!" And he paused again. "I've never ... NEVER EVER ... IN MY WHOLE LIFE ... met a family like yours!"
As a fifteen year old boy, I replied, "I know." But looking back on it, I don't think I REALLY knew. I mean ... I hadn't been exposed to enough of the world yet to REALLY appreciate my family.
Cole looked at me thoughtfully. "If you ever start to feel differently about it, I hope you remember what I just said to you! Because your family is fuckin' special!"'
"Back when I was a teenager, I tried my best to never forget those words." He nodded toward his dads, Tim and Josh. "Though these two guys made it really difficult sometimes ... like when they made us study when we'd have rather been doing anything else ... but I think it all turned out good in the end.")
Everybody laughed, but Chris' brothers also agreed with him.
Zach took Shaun's hand in his own. "Yeah, well ... my mom's cool, and all; and Shaun's dad is the hottest man I know ... except for you guys, of course. But Shaun and I haven't done much of anything yet. At least, not when you compare it to everything you guys did."
They all laughed and chatted for a little while, before Josh asked everyone to help get dinner out of the refrigerator. Ten minutes later, the eight of them were seated around the large island in the middle of the kitchen, eating one of the best cold meals either Shaun or Zach had ever had.
As the meal was winding down, Kaiden turned to their two new friends. "Hey ... are you guys gonna stick around for the football game this afternoon?"
Well, I think I'm going to end Chapter 20 with that question.
I tried my best to make this chapter interesting to those readers who've never read my earlier works. (Hey, I know incest stories aren't everyone's cup of tea, though mine truly aren't like a lot of the ones on Nifty.) But I suppose this chapter was written especially for my many longtime readers. Hopefully, I answered some of Phillip's questions about whatever happened to the guys from my old stories.
If any of you enjoyed reading this chapter, I'd sure like to hear from you! fotogme11@me.com
Have a great week, everybody!
Thanks, Greg
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"I'll Suck You" - Final Post Date: June 25, 2007 "I've Got the Best Family" - Final Post Date: May 23, 2008 "Us Guys" - Final Post Date: May 29, 2009 "More is Better" - Final Post Date: March 4, 2011
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